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Wen Jiayi (the auspicious one) courtesy name Wen Chenguang (Morning glory) was the only beloved of the chief cultivator Wen Rouhan. She was third time pregnant with child. The whole Wen clan was eagerly waiting for the birth of the child as the third young master of Qishan wen was said to be blessed by goddess of time herself. When the pregnancy was announced, the ever-glowing Qishan sun mellowed down as if bowing to the child.
Qishan wen land was thirsty, with memories of blood, sweat and tears. The trees long cut, ever flowing lava and its surfaces hardened as rocks, that long since rain soaked or sun set. It was first time after many centuries, the land was blessed with rains as soon as Madam wen was pregnant with third child. The lava died down to ashes, flowers bloomed and peacocks were seen dancing as if welcoming the third sun. The wens started cultivating traditional crops and preparing their land for growing crops following the rain. Lush green shrubs and wild grass covered the hills and plains in wake of widespread torrential rains across the wen land. Innumerable big and small streams started flowing downhill creating small ponds and river beds adding to the natural beauty of the land. The whole clan rejoiced at the heavy rainfall that came after a long dry spell. Huge crowds of cultivators from other sects visited the wen land to enjoy the breathtaking beauty following the rain.
Though, the current rain spell was blessing to the wen clan, it also brought unwanted attention to the third child. This made Wen jun (君 (jūn) meaning "king, ruler”) courtesy name wen rouhan and his sons grow more protective towards pregnant Wen Jiayi. It was time for discussion conference for the year and eight months 7 days pregnant Madam wen was travelling with her sons and husband to Yunmeng as they were terrified to let her be all alone in Qishan wen.
They were in yiling almost near Luanzang Gang (the Burial Mounds) when they were surrounded by some masked men. Being chief cultivator always came with such attacks and heavy responsibilities. Wen Rouhan knew that but when these masked assassins targeted his unborn child, his fury knew no bounds. It wasn’t the first time they were attacked, ever since his wife was pregnant with his third child. The blessings on his land flourished wens so much that they became powerful in both plant-based cultivation and healing cultivation. As they were already powerful in spiritual cultivation, they became the most powerful sect in cultivation history adding to the ire of other sects. The third child was targeted ever since. Initially, there were poison attacks, drown attacks and suffocation attacks on Madam wen but somehow Wen Jiayi was magically saved every single time. This full-blown attack even though expected still surprised Wen Rouhan. Even being the top most in spiritual cultivation, he was helpless when his beloved was captured.
Wen Jiayi knew she will be safe but was terrified for her child. Ever since the child came in her life, not only wen land, even her family was happy. Death of Nei leader and Wen Rouhan’s father in their enmity brought clashes in her family. Her sons and husband were turning into tyrants in their ruling. But the kindness shown by her unborn child to the world and love for him brought her family back together. He was a blessing. Her A-Ying was a blessing and she was already in love with him. She prayed to all above lords to save her child, even if it was last thing, they can give her.
Assassins were about to deliver a killing blow to Madam Wen, when cyclonic winds threw them all miles away from her, knocking them unconscious. The ever-immobile trees of Luanzang Gang were moving as if possessed. They created a protective circle around Madam wen who suddenly started writhing in pain due to labor contractions. She was suddenly surrounded by flames as if creating barrier between her and world. Wen Xu and Wen Chao both regained their senses and started shouting for help. They were terrified for their mother who was surrounded by flames and younger brother who was yet to born in this harsh world. Wen Rouhan was next to come into senses when they heard the child cry. The third young master was born. The flames died and his young baby son was in hands of a very powerful legendary beast.
“Congratulations Wen Rouhan, your third son has been born”.
This hybrid creature, had the body and horns of a deer, the head of a lion or dragon, the tail of an ox and the hooves of a horse. It was Qilin, one of the four sacred animals of Ancient China, along with the dragon, the tortoise and the phoenix. Civilians of yiling who were hiding inside their houses during the fight, Main sect families who were sent messages regarding attack, the assassins who returned to their senses, Wens who kept fighting the assassins to save the main family and last but not the least the terrified Wen family gathered around as it is considered lucky to see a qilin, and it is normally depicted surrounded by flames, which it uses to protect those who have pure hearts. According to Chinese folklore, the qilin announces the birth or death of leaders and philosophers, and by announcing the birth of third son, qilin raised both admire and fear among the public.
Qilin unbothered by others, helped Wen Jiayi to hold her youngest.
“Wen Jiayi! You are indeed the auspicious one dear. You prayed and your son answered. You are blessed child to have this precious soul. He brings life and death, happiness and sorrow and most of all love and kindness. He is the creator and destroyer. We have waited for him since long time and you my dear brought him to us.”
Saying this qilin bowed to Madam wen, surprising everyone around.
“Thanks Wen Jiayi from all the realms of universe.”
Qilin caressed the child not bothering about stickiness or blood surrounding the young one.
“Its been a while since I came across such a pure soul. Take care of him and love him. He deserves all the love in the world. I qilin will bless him with eternal purity of heart and mind of creative intelligence,” Qilin disappeared not at all minding in mutterings of people around.
Wen Rouhan and his sons came to senses from their shock from seeing qilin rushed towards Madam Wen who was cuddling her youngest with happy tears in her eyes.
People of Yiling rejoiced the birth of the child by alleging themselves with Qishan wen to the utter disappointment of Madam Yu. Rest of the sect leaders congratulated the chief cultivator for the child birth hiding insecurities behind their smile. Jin Guangshan beheaded the assassins pledging his friendship with wens, Wen Rouhan though doubtful about intentions of every sects still smiled with utter joy of his child birth. Wen Xu and Wen chao were captivated by their youngest and kept pestering their mother to give him to them. Wen Jiayi was once again in love with her youngest.